Final Ordeal Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

Why is this ordeal
I have to pass
By jumping into the fire
And come out unscathed
And you stand out
Quiet over there?


It's not the first time
I was asked for a test.
In fact I have to qualify
How I talk
How I walk
How I live
And what others think of me
Every moment.

Living as per certain principles
Is definitely what I do-
Still I dislike these tests
Time and again.
You want me-
I should come perfect
In front of the whole world
Then you could accept me

I've my agonies-
You are yet to know me fully.
A conflicting battle,
A silent revolt wage within
My body and mind wither,
I withstand till a threshold

This is my final ordeal
I wish to defy.
I've decided to assert.
Between the narrow divides of the earth
I've negotiated a path.
I shall be free
And settle on my own terms.